"Li Sanjiang, I despise people like you who look down on our line of work yet still make money off corpse recovery, heaven must be blind, why hasn't a corpse swallowed you yet!"
"Ha, not convinced? Just hold it in."
"Grandmaster, I'm going to read."
"Go on, go on."
Li Zhiyuan got off the table and went to the second floor. It was a bright sunny morning, and the light fell on Qin Li's hair and skirt, making her look like an exquisite sculpture.
Taking out a book, he sat down and said apologetically, "We had guests, so I accompanied them for a bit. Sorry to keep you waiting."
Qin Li didn't speak.
Li Zhiyuan opened the book and began to enjoy his pleasant reading time for the day.
When he finished the volume he had in hand and was about to switch books, Qin Li suddenly stood up, looking toward the back.
Li Zhiyuan also looked over and spotted Run Sheng standing there somewhat shyly.
